I'm never satisfied with where i'm standing anymore. and right now i feel like i've been standing in mud.for just too long/crisping/crusting/ onto my my legs.onto my knees. higher. and who you are. and what you have with me.it's like it never means a thing. where IS everybody? is what i'd like to know. i find myself talking to walls for too long/too often. now a days. and what the hell is going on? is what i'd like to know. 'cuase nothing i know now is real. and why do you mouth words that never reach my ears or hit my face? i thought we were this___close.

Kiss | Me